Goodbyes

Goodbyes are a tricking farewell. They can be said for the day. They can be said for a permanent farewell. The painful thing about saying goodbye, is knowing that you may never see them again. And realizing, goodbye could be the last thing you ever say.

The fall of the Wicked Witch spread quickly through the Oz. The people rejoiced throughout the land. The long coats were captured and put into prison, while the earlier prisoners were released. Several of the resistance, who assisted in the end of the Witch, were made into guards.

However, with the fall, came the parting of ways for our friends. For the resistance men who did not become guards, they packed up their wagons and horses, preparing to return to their homes. Cain stood in the lead of the caravan of wagons and horses. He readied his own horse and wagon.

D.G. watched Cain as he loaded the last of his cargo into his wagon. "You're one of the most famous men in the Oz, and yet you're leaving."

"Trust me kid, you don't want me around anymore." Cain replied.

"Yeah, your training as a Tin Man wouldn't help the new guards whatsoever. And you have a lousy sense of humor." D.G. stated.

Cain smirked and looked at D.G. "Kid, I've been a Tin Man, locked inside a Tin Suit for a few years, a body guard, and a father. I'm tired. And I want to finish my job as a father." Cain grabbed the latch to the wagon door and locked it. The latch on the opposite side fell off the wagon as Cain locked the first latch. D.G. picked up the latched and locked in onto the wagon.

"Well Princess, can't say I'm not going to miss you. You ever get into another jam, you know where to find me." Cain said.

D.G. cringed her face, "Inside a Tin Suit?"

Cain couldn't help but smile, "Somewhere around there."

"We could really use your help in rebuilding the Oz." D.G. said.

"Princess, Glitch has his brain back. You don't need and ex-Tin Man around to help. I'll only slow things down." Cain explained.

"Cain, slow us down? I guess there's a first time for everything." Glitch said. He walked into the sunlight. His once zippered head had lost its zipper. Only baring a scar down the center of his head.

"Wow, Glitch has a sense of humor. Who knew?" Cain stated.

"That's Ambrose to you Cain. And yes, I do. Among the other qualities, I regained. I'm sorry to interrupt, however your mother wishes to speak to you Princess." Ambrose explained.

"Looks like we better say goodbye now." Cain said.

D.G. nodded slowly. She held out her hand, "Goodbye Mr. Cain. And thank you, for everything."

Cain shook his head, "Princess don't shake." Cain bowed to D.G. "Goodbye Princess."

D.G. quickly walked back into the palace before she cried. She had pressed her luck enough, now she had to go before they all saw her cry. Cain watched her walk off in a hurry into the palace.

"Mr. Cain, I don't need my entire brain to see that you care about D.G." Ambrose said.

Cain turned to his horse, "That kid's the reason I'm out of that Tin Suit. Of course I care about her."

"Not what Ambrose mean." Raw said. He walked from the trees and joined Ambrose and Cain.

Cain looked from Raw to Ambrose briefly, "You're both imagining it."

"Are we? D.G. seemed pretty keen on wanting you to stay." Ambrose stated.

"So what does that have to do with my feelings for her?" Cain asked. He tightened the saddle to the horse.

"You were giving her reasons that aren't plausible." Ambrose answered.

Cain looked at Ambrose, "Watching after my son isn't plausible anymore?"

Ambrose motioned his head. Cain turned and saw his son Jeb. Jeb was readying his horse for their journey. A young woman walked up behind Jeb. She tapped Jeb's shoulder. Jeb turned to the girl. He smiled, lifting her up and spinning around.

"I think the job of watching over Jeb is taken." Ambrose said.

Cain nodded, "But that doesn't mean I should stay." He turned back to his horse.

"Should or want?" Ambrose asked.

"Both." Cain snapped.

Raw put his paw on Cain's left shoulder. "Lie. Want…very much…to stay."

Cain brushed Raw's paw off his shoulder. He walked to the wagon and pulled out a bag. He placed in on the saddle of the horse.

"If you want to stay, then stay." Ambrose said.

"I can't." Cain answered.

"Why not? D.G. wants you to stay. Raw just told us you want to stay. What's holding you back?" Ambrose asked.

Cain stared at the ground and whispered, "Adora."

Ambrose and Raw were silent. Raw walked back towards the palace. Ambrose nodded and placed a hand on Cain's shoulder.

"A very good reason Cain. But remember something; love can bloom more than once. But once denied, it can never be revived." Ambrose said. He left Cain and walked into the palace.

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